This is a song about "Tissues"

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Tissues and moans even in the morning

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues